[Seven-Five] I Long Song

Zhao Wenxiu's eyes were full of panic, and the long sword in his hand came out with a "clang" and fell to the ground.

He couldn't believe it but also didn't dare to approach, he stared blankly at the woman in Chinese clothes with a bloody hole in her arm and a pale face that was about to fall.

At the critical moment just now, the reaction of the men and warriors in the room was not as timely as that of Princess Zhaoyang, a pampered lady. Unfortunately, when she pushed Gongsun Ce away from the edge of the sword, it was too late for him to dodge I had no choice but to endure the pain of the sword piercing into the marrow with my flesh and blood.

Zhao Wenxiu opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't utter a single word. He reached out in vain to touch his mother, but Zhao Zhen ruthlessly brushed it away.Zhao Wenxiu's face turned pale, and he was about to try to say something, but suddenly felt a great sense of crisis from behind him.He quickly picked up the fallen long sword, and before he could return to defend against the guqin that was coming straight towards Tianling, he was directly pressed against the neck by the crystal and dazzling slender sword drawn from the guqin by Yang Chizhang.

Is there actually such a sharp weapon hidden in the dazzling and shining guqin?It was the first time since his birth that he felt powerless when his life was pinched in someone's hands. Zhao Wenxiu thought it was his own illusion, but the slight throbbing pain in his neck reminded him of his current predicament all the time.Although the sharp edge did not really touch the flesh, the biting sword energy had already cut the delicate skin around his neck with the sword owner's gushing anger.

Yang Chizhang's eyes were gloomy, and Zhao Wenxiu was just a dead thing in his eyes at the moment.Without giving Zhao Wenxiu any chance to speak, the bright sword glow mixed with the thunderous energy poured into Zhao Wenxiu's body in an instant. While the appearance was tattered and blood flowed, the sword energy directly crushed Zhao Wenxiu's dantian with unstoppable momentum. .

In just an instant, Zhao Wenxiu changed from a top martial arts master to an ordinary person who lost his martial arts and could never practice again.

——that is, the ants he disdains and dominates wantonly.

It can be said that Zhao Wenxiu's eyes could not be restrained to shoot out a bit of malicious light, but carefully discerning, but also can see the panic and despair hidden in them.

How did Yang Chizhang take this trivial resentment seriously, not to mention that the anger in his heart was still boiling. Looking at Zhao Wenxiu who was lying on the ground unable to move, the long sword in his hand slowly moved to his On the neck, the voice was cold: "You are a little bit right. Our Changgemen's martial arts are indeed not very good at close combat, because once we are close, we will never die!"

Zhao Wenxiu tried his best to maintain his last bit of face, and smiled weakly a few times: "I only hope that Mr. Yang can really live as you said, and never die."

Hearing this, Yang Chizhang's gaze became even more condensed, and the sword moved down a few inches: "Do you think I really dare not dare without the method of provocation?"

Zhao Wenxiu gasped for breath, gathered some strength again and said, "This is the best."

Yang Chizhang snorted coldly, and was about to end this guy's life, but Princess Zhaoyang struggled to tighten Gongsun Ce's sleeves, her voice was even weaker, revealing a bit of urgency and fear: "Please, Mr. Yang, be merciful!" !" Yang Chizhang turned his eyes, and saw Princess Zhaoyang's beautiful eyes full of sincere pleas: "Seeing that I saved Mr. Gongsun's life just now, please Mr. Yang give me a little bit of face, let me go!" Live the life of this traitor!"

Although Princess Zhaoyang kept calling her a rebellious son, the nature of mother and child still prevailed at this moment, completely disregarding the seriously injured body and the princess's demeanor, pleading bitterly.Yang Chizhang couldn't help hesitating the movements of his hands, and then glanced at Zhao Zhen who was standing with his hands behind his back. Seeing that there seemed to be a promise in his eyebrows, he withdrew his long sword and returned it to the guqin, leaving Zhao Wenxiu alone. Life.

Zhao Wenxiu was silent, and after a long while he sighed: "Mother..."

Princess Zhaoyang resisted the tears falling from her eyes, gritted her teeth tightly and said, "You deserve to pay with your life for doing such rebellious things! I am begging Mr. Yang right now, just to save you some time I want you to tell everything behind the incident to alleviate your sins, and I will meet Lord Yan in the underworld..." Only here, Princess Zhaoyang couldn't continue, choking up several times, in the end There is no mother who wants her child to go to hell and suffer after death. These pretended coldness are just pretending to be strong.

Zhao Zhen didn't want to look any further, so he waved someone to heal Zhao Wenxiu and imprison him in the sky prison. He even secretly ordered the figure in the air to dig out all of Zhao Wenxiu's secrets by all means!This kind of people with distorted minds should never be tolerated, it is better to cut the grass and root out.

Yang Chizhang also didn't want to know what Zhao Wenxiu would do next, he only cared about whether his lover was injured or frightened just now.

There is no need to be frightened, after all, a doctor who dissects a corpse as frequently as eating and drinking water, this level is still not in his eyes.As for whether there is any injury, it is a matter of opinion.

Just like just now, Gongsun Ce just fell to the ground due to the force of the impact and scratched the skin of his palm. In his own opinion, such a slight wound and slight pain didn't even need medicine, but Yang Chizhang made a fuss and used the most The good wound medicine applied a thick layer to the person, and he criticized himself on the line, which made Gongsun Ce and the people around me stunned.

Especially when I heard Yang Chizhang say that he was "poor in martial arts, so he couldn't rescue him in time, and A Ce was in deep danger. The dark guards couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

If Mr. Yang's exquisite martial arts can be regarded as low-level martial arts, then wouldn't they be regarded as local chickens and dogs? !Or are young people in love like this, easily blinded by fiery love?

Among the dark guards, there are also some who are older and have rich life experience. Faced with this situation, they can't help showing a knowing smile, consciously finding the correct answer.

Gongsun Ce held the mouth of the medicine bottle that Yang Chizhang was about to pour out, and said helplessly, "Okay, there is only a little bit of flesh and blood, so why waste this good golden medicine for sores? Real gold and silver are even more expensive!"

Hearing that Yang Chizhang had a serious face, his stern face made people's mind flutter, no, to be precise, it made Gongsun Ce's mind flutter, and he couldn't help being fascinated by sex again, especially the love words that this man said It was also very pleasant to listen to: "Real gold and silver are easy to get, but there is only one Ah Ce in the world. I hope you are all well and have nothing to worry about. This idea of ​​gold sore medicine is nothing, but it is just a mere external possession."

Tsk tsk, listen, cultural people are different, and sweet words are also ingenious, which is very different from others.The other hidden guards who were still around to eat melons couldn't stay any longer, and disappeared into the air in an instant covering their swollen cheeks.

Sure enough, Gongsun Ce smiled with crooked eyebrows, sweeter than honey, he took Yang Chizhang's hand and said, "Let's go back to Kaifeng Mansion first, I don't know what's going on with Zhan Zhao."

Yang Chizhang rubbed his eyebrows with the other hand and said, "With Zhao Wenxiu's decisive personality, since he dared to follow us into the palace alone, the outside must have been properly arranged."

"Chi Zhang means—"

"Well, those monsters that are brutal and murderous by nature must have started hunting wildly! I just hope that Zhan Zhao and Yutang can give more help, not to mention completely destroying them, but controlling them for the time being."

Zhan Zhao's side is indeed as strong as Yang Chizhang expected.The fiber ropes brought from Lao Yu's fishing boat were indeed very strong, not only did they honestly tie up the group of monsters extremely firmly, but also due to the special nature of Zhan Zhao's knots, the harder they struggled, the tighter the ropes were bound.Therefore, at this moment, many monsters have found it difficult to breathe.

Zhan Zhao couldn't help but yawned while staring here to prevent the monster from moving, "Yutang, how long do you think it will be before they come back, sir?" A pair of clear cat eyes were blurred due to physical sleepiness. Filled with misty tears.

Bai Yutang couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch the man's long and curled eyelashes, tenderness surged in his heart, and the next second he was blown away by the incomprehensible silly cat in front of him, the cat stared round Huggy eyes, slightly coquettishly pulling Bai Yutang's clothes, with a very innocent expression: "Yutang, I'm hungry."

Alas, raising cats like this should have awakened a long time ago.What can I do, I still have to make a good offering!

So, when Yang Chizhang came quickly with Gongsun Ce, he saw Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang eating a small hot pot around the stove in the cold wind!From time to time, I still have a drink, with a satisfied smile on my face!

In order to prevent the hot pot from cooling down quickly, the two of them built a simple shed to prevent the wind, so Yang Chizhang could see white smoke rising from the shed from a distance.

Yang Chizhang was so angry that he was hungry and fought wits and courage with Zhao Wenxiu, fighting for hundreds of rounds, and Ah Ce was injured. Unexpectedly, these two people were quite relaxed, and they were really angry.They just don't know how they managed to enjoy the food without changing their expressions, especially Bai Yutang is a perfectionist who is obsessed with cleanliness.

Zhan Zhao also found them at this time, chewing a piece of tripe, and greeted vaguely: "Yo, sir, Chi Zhang, you are back from the palace, have you eaten yet?"

It’s okay not to mention, but Yang Chizhang felt that he was quite hungry after a big battle, but Zhao Zhen, a stingy guy, didn’t even leave anyone to eat, the more he thought about it, the more he felt sad.Yang Chizhang picked up a clean wine glass, poured himself a small glass slowly, then drank it all in one gulp, and then laughed heartily: "The 30-year-old Shaoxing Fen wine is really a rare wine. !"

The author has something to say:

It was me who overestimated myself. I originally thought about the third update, but I was afraid it would have to be moved to tomorrow.